Friday, November 7, 2008

Enter my kitchen
Ive got hop head soup for grease
Scratchin like a tom cat
Got a monkey on my back
Im gonna push and pull
And howl like wolf
And drive my brain dead
I've got medication,
honey I've got wings to fly
Ive got horse hoof tea
To buzz you like a bee
Gonna blind the evil eye
Push and pull with me
Funky jammin free
Strut your funky stuff
Im not yours, youre not mine
Gimme more of that jailbird pie

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